I dressed up as the heroine of a sadistic novel and was about to be robbed by the male protagonist at the beginning.
Looking at the cold prince in front of me, I threw the system into the recycle bin.
He turned around and gave the male protagonist ten eight-bedroom concubines, and pressed his head every day to consummate the marriage.
Until he pushed me down on the couch with red eyes: "Princess, I only want you."
I looked at the pile of concubines crying in the corner with horror:
"，！"
